Point of information.
Who say i am a loser in relationships? I have a good bunch of friends. Haha. And yes, I just spent one good day with a bunch of good friends.
Been a long long week. Seem as if monday was way back. A truly interesting and eventful week I would say. SO much learnt and experiences. But I am too busy to blog, so i forgot most of the things I would like to add here. Plus, my right middle finger hurts a little because I have got a good cut on it after yesterday's battle course.Lets backtrack.
He walked down the garden alone,solemly, almost humble. Blue top, khakhi pants. Stud and sturdy in built. Around him, children's giggled as they played. An old man slowly walk pass him. Can you imagine the scene of a bright and sunny saturday morning.He reminded me of Ryan. Who knows what he is thinking. In his mind, his wife? Work? Or the harsh realities of life he saw in East Timor. What impression will you form of him if you, a stranger, walked pass him.You know nothing of him. Nothing of what he has gone through. Nuts about his ability. All you can see, is him-quiet.
Behind me, his man cursed him. To them, he is a bastard. A bastard who does things for their good. A commander who goes down very harshly on them to make them soldiers. They all know this. Yet, they curse and swear. Its not a question of why the man do this. The question is, why is he doing all that he had done. Why risk his life in Timor Leste? He has got a wife here. Why make himself a bastard? He will still get the same old pay by smoking out-huilan.
I guess its got nothing to do with what you see on SAF Adverts. Its not for honour and glory. Not for country. Not for fame nor fortune. Not to earn himself respect. Its something very close to heart. Its for personal fulfilment. He does it because he likes it. He enjoys it. It adds meaning to his life.
That might not be what drives him. Because it is my own reason. Its what drives me. Yet I feel I am not up to it. Unlike what one might think, it is very difficult to take initiative and fulfil your responsibilities when people all around simply can't give a damn. They chose to shrink their circle of responsibilities. I did not expand mine. And there are two kinds of people to this. One will keep quiet and let you do what you deem fit. The other type would say:Don't be extra.
~What the F.~
Regulars. Some are ok. Some simply have got no aptitude for army at all. I wonder why they sign on. Wonder why they don't get kicked away.To this kind of people, I have only one thing to say:Eh if you are not up to it, thats your problem. If you don't wanna be responsible, don't be a commander. Son't expect me to downgrade myself to let you stand out as a regular.You want to tell me what to do? Neh!
Haiz. So tired now. Been having rather little sleep.Monday morning COS. Remember I promised to make my man do area cleaning on V day? Ya. I almost sign 3 because area cleaning not up to RSM standard. Heng never kanna. At night, went out with a bunch of singles. Haha. Went to Pub, then decided not to book in. Stayed over at a friend's house and only went back on the next morning.
Wed Soc, didn't really had the motivation to run. IN the end. Fail until jialat jialat because never put in effort. Haha. Most of us failed. While the man laughed at some of the commanders, they were rather shocked i failed and encouraged me. Thats the f ing difference.
Suddenly don't feel like blogging.
Bllrrrrr...also don't know how that xiao mei mei is doing in UK. Only know she stressed and tired. Can't really paint a picture of her life. But i guess she can make one out of my blogging. Hey.Interesting.Actually, I also very very tired. Later go play black gold then write again at night. Haha.
Been a long long week. Seem as if monday was way back. A truly interesting and eventful week I would say. SO much learnt and experiences. But I am too busy to blog, so i forgot most of the things I would like to add here. Plus, my right middle finger hurts a little because I have got a good cut on it after yesterday's battle course.Lets backtrack.
He walked down the garden alone,solemly, almost humble. Blue top, khakhi pants. Stud and sturdy in built. Around him, children's giggled as they played. An old man slowly walk pass him. Can you imagine the scene of a bright and sunny saturday morning.He reminded me of Ryan. Who knows what he is thinking. In his mind, his wife? Work? Or the harsh realities of life he saw in East Timor. What impression will you form of him if you, a stranger, walked pass him.You know nothing of him. Nothing of what he has gone through. Nuts about his ability. All you can see, is him-quiet.
Behind me, his man cursed him. To them, he is a bastard. A bastard who does things for their good. A commander who goes down very harshly on them to make them soldiers. They all know this. Yet, they curse and swear. Its not a question of why the man do this. The question is, why is he doing all that he had done. Why risk his life in Timor Leste? He has got a wife here. Why make himself a bastard? He will still get the same old pay by smoking out-huilan.
I guess its got nothing to do with what you see on SAF Adverts. Its not for honour and glory. Not for country. Not for fame nor fortune. Not to earn himself respect. Its something very close to heart. Its for personal fulfilment. He does it because he likes it. He enjoys it. It adds meaning to his life.
That might not be what drives him. Because it is my own reason. Its what drives me. Yet I feel I am not up to it. Unlike what one might think, it is very difficult to take initiative and fulfil your responsibilities when people all around simply can't give a damn. They chose to shrink their circle of responsibilities. I did not expand mine. And there are two kinds of people to this. One will keep quiet and let you do what you deem fit. The other type would say:Don't be extra.
~What the F.~
Regulars. Some are ok. Some simply have got no aptitude for army at all. I wonder why they sign on. Wonder why they don't get kicked away.To this kind of people, I have only one thing to say:Eh if you are not up to it, thats your problem. If you don't wanna be responsible, don't be a commander. Son't expect me to downgrade myself to let you stand out as a regular.You want to tell me what to do? Neh!
Haiz. So tired now. Been having rather little sleep.Monday morning COS. Remember I promised to make my man do area cleaning on V day? Ya. I almost sign 3 because area cleaning not up to RSM standard. Heng never kanna. At night, went out with a bunch of singles. Haha. Went to Pub, then decided not to book in. Stayed over at a friend's house and only went back on the next morning.
Wed Soc, didn't really had the motivation to run. IN the end. Fail until jialat jialat because never put in effort. Haha. Most of us failed. While the man laughed at some of the commanders, they were rather shocked i failed and encouraged me. Thats the f ing difference.
Suddenly don't feel like blogging.
Bllrrrrr...also don't know how that xiao mei mei is doing in UK. Only know she stressed and tired. Can't really paint a picture of her life. But i guess she can make one out of my blogging. Hey.Interesting.Actually, I also very very tired. Later go play black gold then write again at night. Haha.
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